See me.

Why can't anyone see the real me.

Hidden behind a large brick wall, hard to knock down.

Hard to get through.

Even the strongest bull can't plow on through.

It's hard and tough.

Can't people see.

I'm only me?

The meak and the mercyless.

Are only a pair.

Gone together from me.

Two types of love.

Tough and sweet love go all around me.

I'm me. Only me.

Imperfect and unusual.

Unique and special.

Hiding away in my own world.

Where I can truly be myself.

Though I can't hide for long.

They need to find me,

Shed some light on myself.

I've been in the darkness far too long.

Squinting the eyes of a lost soul.

Humming to a tune I have never herd before.

I can honestly say.

Me.

I'm only me.

And why can't people see.

The real me?

Reviews

[darkgurl]

I have often wondered the same thoughts myself. This is real and truthful. I much enjoyed this write.